Alchemisland

I ran all over town in a duck down jacket, like a down and out hunting fag ends I have more racks than Baggins stores in Bag End, bagged half a dragon’s swag Bent coppers round these ends, not afraid to bust heads like Aztec trepanning experts Sex pests, leng ones, ex pats, drunk Paddys,…

Aqua vitae makes me equip the heater I’m buying heroin outside a Byzantine theatre, paying in lira Shut up shutters shout upward loudshushing, IIyrian dawn greets us  Acting like a jerk because I’m a young Turk and tough as old jerky Hey jive turkey you’re looking at Hercules early 30s, see these white pearlies Just…

Grace is self-effacing It turns away Steels, braces at embrace Loathing haste Loathing the vulgarity of wasteful lust When with wastrel gaze one may strain faraway at radiance And be yet bathed in light’s amazing gifts; the bright writing Which delights all lovers, plots the flights of paradise-blooded birds With wondrous dye-flooded pinions, inscribes fizzing…

Storm-scorning schooner sailing still despite. I am that far out fairyfire light oft denied night hiding. Fixed, firm boundaries foursome world-girdling. Standing in nets no hands down jocks on bollocks, Yelling at the kicker “no rockets.” Patting pockets, looking for the ticket that I know I don’t got. Waiting to reach the next stop to…

I’ve always been a Viking, hewn for smiting Boat alighting highting mighty Odin And lightningleader Thor, making sacred noise Crotal-throated, bearded, flaxen-headed folk Led here across foam by sunstones Land in sight: unmighty monks at Lindisfarne and Clonmacnoise I go red and instead turn Erik the Red into Erik the Dead If he gets a…